The next morning, I spent the first few hours touring the resort with some of my female colleagues, snapping photos of the lush scenery and the sparkling coastline along the way.
By 12:00 PM, we had reserved three tables on the third floor of the restaurant, and the staff gathered for a barbecue lunch. The women sat together at one table, chatting and laughing over a few bottles of juice, while the men occupied the other two tables, pouring wine and teasing one another.
Laughter and chatter filled the air, and after a couple of drinks, some of the bolder men began teasing Alexander. He only smiled, calm and composed as always, and didn't seem bothered at all, which made everyone feel even more relaxed and playful.
After lunch, someone suggested a game.
"Alright, let's play. What should we do?"
"I have some confession cards here," one of the employees said, holding them up. Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Sounds good," several voices chimed in.
